The ME Diary

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So now I've had me, my dogs and house problems, my best friend and my job containing the googly club. Pretty much everything right? Nope. Just when your about to think you finally accepted the life you have now something changes and you have to start all over again. Which is precisely what happened to A and me.

"AUW!" I yell when I like always trip over a little edge when I leave BOZZ.

A laughs while holding on to me. She had automatically caught me getting used to my enormous amount of clumsiness spread over a day.

"How many times are you going to trip over that one and the same part of the pavement?" She laughs.

Well, she might laugh about it but it starts to get embarrassing how many times this already happened. Still, seeing my best friend laugh makes me laugh too and while we walk away towards the tram we joke about it. Luckily the rain had stopped but the rain had made place for a cold wind.

A thing my body does not like, cold. Drop me on the Caribbean in the hottest weather and I'll be fine but as soon as the wind picks up and it gets a little cold I'm done for.

I snuggle deeper into the collar of my army winter jacket whining about the cold. We get to the small stop for the tram 17 and wait for it to come. A looks at the sign.

"18 minutes." She says meaning the time we have to wait for the next one to arrive.

"What?! You serious! Come ooon I'll be a fully frozen army statue by then!"

She shrugged. "I'll unfreeze you later on. You can stay at my place." She gets out her phone and hands me an ear peace.

I know whats coming when she does that. Lately she has been a big fan of Kpop. She listened it a lot and being as close as we are she dragged me into it.

I put it in my ear and wait for the EXO music to blast through. My luck, it was Growl. Standing close together singing parts of the Korean song mostly wrong and having no idea what it means we start out wait for the tram.

But like I said, just when you think you got settled into your latest situation things change. Although A and I didn't even knew what this seemingly small thing was going to have for an impact later. A huge impact.

"Pfft, look at that." I say nodding towards the huge black limo turning the corner.

"Where do they think their going. The Hampton's?" I say laughing.

They were practically in a lower neighbourhood compared to where those limo's belong. The limo, which had a hard time turning the corner sins a part was under construction there, drove past us.

"At least they have taste. Damn I want that one!" A said meaning the EXO sticker on the side.

I laugh. "For on your bike?" She shoots me a glare and playfully pushes me.

We watch the limo go by deciding together that it must have been from snobby girls here in vacation. Snobby girls with music taste...

The tram luckily came on time.

"Ow I almost forgot to tell you. We have a new guy tomorrow, and we are supposed to prep him." A said.

"Tomorrow? Have you seen the guy?" I asked her gripping her arm out of curiosity.

"Auw! Your gripping my fat!" She yelped.

What fat? Let me tell you something, I know being very aware of your weight is kinda a thing but A and I are both proper girls. She has no fat, A is just a tat smaller then me and build better. IF she ever had fat hers would have been divided all over her body making it all invisible. With me, it gatherers and then likes to do a surprise attack flat on my belly. Before I lost 12 kilo last year I kinda looked just like I was expecting for three weeks. Just that small amount of fat, like puppy fat, you just can't seem to shake you know what I mean? I still have that tho. But in general I am happy about me.

"I haven't seen the guy yet. Jeff told me he came it on our free day when we went shopping on the Dam so tomorrow will be our first time meeting him." she said.

A new guy huh? Interesting.
Before I knew the same ritual had accrued that has so become my morning ritual. But for once I wasn't too late at work... Okay I was still too late but this time just 10 minutes. The curiosity to the "grasshopper" had pulled my strings just enough to actually hurry the shit out of myself that morning.

I trashed every inch of my pretty small work floor. No newbie. Was it a joke? A walks past me from in front if the bar and playfully slams my head with an empty tray.

"Jeff said he'll be here soon, now actually do some work or I will kick your butt to club googly again the next time they come." Ow she's good.

I grab a notebook and pen and make my way to the outside tables. As I passed the table the googly club mostly sits on I can just almost feel A's threat snap at my ankles whispering 'work hard! Work!'. As I shrug it off I bump into someone full speed.

"Umpf!" with a loud very Very unsexy sound I fall back on my butt.

" Oh, sorry. Are you alright?" A male voice said.

I look up and meat a pare of brown eyes behind glasses. Damn! His black hair sticks out wildly but still manages to actually look perfect. Like his chest, damn that thing was like a wall, shaped in six pack. He sticks out a hand which I take gratefully.

"I'm all right. Trust me, I've had worse." I say jokingly.

He smiles and then looks around. "Um, I'm Mark Fisher by the way. I was supposed to work here today. Jeff said I had to be with one of the staff, I guess I found one." He smiles again.

THIS WAS THE BLOODY NEW GUY?! I just bumped into him probably leaving a print of my forehead in his chest, or with the stone level of that guy maybe the other way around, and I made a very weird unsexy embarrassing noise and now I have to attempt to seriously learn him stuff? That assured me I wasn't going to be the one to get a pat on the back for learning the "grasshopper" stuff once again. Ow well.

"Yeah you certainly found one. Uhm, I have to go take these people their orders out there cause I'm not particularly interested in a membership at the googly eyes club but my friend A, behind the bar there, she'll help you." I walked past him fast.

Realizing I had just made my own situation worse by saying weird things to a guy I don't know and doesn't get it. I could bury myself beneath the pavement with a sign 'step on me please'.

Isn't embarrassment just delightful? No. Just no. Aside from that, Mark was a good looking guy. Even a nun would have to admit that. Though I just ruined all my chances, who knows, he might fall for clumsy. Right? .... A girl can dream.

~Monday - 17 November 2014~